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(y/n) was a mage with dark magic. Her early life was a blank slate, but is riddled with secrets. Secrets that would drive close friends to hate her. Secrets that are better lef...
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Reader POV
"So you and Dad...huh?" You asked Charlotte one night over drinks. Well, you were actually only drinking some juice due to your...child.
She leaped out of her seat at the bar. Right now, every single magic knight squad captain - pardon Mereleona since she disbanded the Royal Knights officially- was either drinking their eyes out like your father and Jack, or they were conversing monotonously.
"T-T-That bastard! Did he-"
You laughed at the flushed blonde. "You know, he's not getting any younger. So I suggest if you want to make a move, make it now."
"How can you say that?" Charlotte looked down at her lap. "After everything I did during the elves attack on the Kingdom-"
You sighed. "Charlotte Roselei, there's no one I can think to date my old man- much less get married- except you."
"It's that obvious, huh?" She laughed slightly and took a sip of her wine. She looked behind her to see your dad and Captain Jack arguing.
"Pfft. Literally everyone can tell," you patted her back. "Besides, he's not much older than you,"
The blonde took a deep breath. "When I heard about him having a daughter...I think that's what caused the curse to take full effect."
"You loved him even then?"
"Not exactly...I just had a slight crush." Charlotte lowered her voice. "When you came into his life, he was only 20. Few people knew that your mother was the Spade Princess Anne. You can imagine what a scandal that was."
"Charlotte, you're hardly 43 for crying out loud! Dad is 45, or will be in a couple of months." You said. "Not to mention you barely look thirty!"
She took a gulp from her wine. "(y/n), why is it that you like me? Do you ever see me as a mother-figure?"
"Yes," you grasped her hands. "Don't let this slip away or else you're going to regret it later in life."
The blonde sighed. "When in the hell did you become so wise, Miss 'Oh-I-hate-guys-but-I-like-them-too'?"
You looked down at your engagement ring. "When you meet the right one, you just...feel something inside of you. A certain calling."
"Ah," she then turned around and fully faced you, a smirk attaching itself to her face. "Is that what the explanation is with you and Lord Nozel?"
Your face turned red. "Shush!
"Ah, young love~"
"If you don't shut up, I'll tell Dad," you threatened.
